MUNTZ: [speaking alone, spooking out the other people in the restaurant] A lot of consideration...yeah a lot...don't think you're not expendable, no...he never once said I was doing a good job...all my hard work...nobody ever stuck up for me...they were all treated special [stands up, and pulls a gun] Nobody moves! [a woman screams] Everybody stays! Shut up! I said shut up! Now you listen to me...everyone listen to me...ok the children can go [one of the waitresses calls the police] Everybody else, nobody move...I said nobody else move [children are leaving]
SMITH: [stands and walks up to Muntz] Please don't harm anyone.
MUNTZ: Stay away, or I'll shoot.
SMITH: You're frightening these people.
MUNTZ: I'll do it! Hey! I will do it.
SMITH: They've done nothing to you.
MUNTZ: Oh you don't know.
SMITH: Give me the gun.
MUNTZ: I am not a loser.
SMITH: No you're not.
MUNTZ: They made me do it. They made me.
SMITH: [putting his hands on Muntz' hands] But you're not going to do it. You're gonna show them. You're gonna show them.
[outside, a police shooter is in position]
[2 people are at the door, try to get out]
MUNTZ: No! [shoots 3 people] [he's shot at from outside by the police] [he collapses] I'm gonna die [Smith kneels]
SMITH: Nobody's going to die. [reaches for Muntz' wound and heals it]
[Mulder and Scully arrive at the restaurant, driving a Cadillac] [lots
of cops around]
[they get out of the car]
SCULLY: Where are the wounded?
SCULLY: I'm FBI, where are the people who were shot?
PARAMEDIC: Everybody's inside, but you're not gonna find anybody who's wounded.
[Scully goes inside]
MULDER: You're the 1st medic on the scene?
PARAMEDIC: Yes sir.
MULDER: Can you tell me what happened?
PARAMEDIC: Well it doesn't make any sense. We got a call, there had been a shooting, at least one man was down, but when we got here there wasn't a damn thing to do.
SCULLY: Excuse me, I'm Special Agent Scully, FBI. I wanna talk to somebody who can tell me what happened.
DETECTIVE: Well I can tell you what I saw but I don't think there's a man here who can tell you what happened.
SCULLY: What did you see?
DETECTIVE: Maybe you should talk to this man, he was one of the one shot. [pointing at a guy who's standing and who is well]
SCULLY: You were shot?
MAN: Right here, right in the stomach. I felt the bullet enter me, and the next thing I remembered was being on the floor, my legs and arms were numb and I could taste blood in my throat then I see the man's face.
SCULLY: What man?
MAN: The same guy who tried to talk the gun guy out of hurting anyone.
SCULLY: What did he do?
MAN: He touched me, and he said I was gonna be ok. And then all of the sudden, I could feel my legs and arms again.
[outside] [Mulder gets in the car where Muntz is]
MUNTZ: Who are you?
MULDER: My name is Fox Mulder, I'm an FBI Agent. I understand you've been read your rights will you talk to me Mr Muntz? Can you tell me what happened?
MUNTZ: God.. spared my life today. He took pity on my soul and he washed away my sins.
MULDER: How do you mean?
MUNTZ: He reached down and he healed me with his hand. A man, a holy man. All I can think is.. it must have been the good Lord himself [Mulder gets out]
MULDER: Talked to him?
MULDER: The shooter described a man, a man who reached down and healed with the palm of his hand.
SCULLY: He's gone.
MULDER: They let him leave the scene?
SCULLY: Well nobody let him leave, he was in custody, and they were talking to him and then somehow he just disappeared.
MULDER: He's vanished?
SCULLY: Without a trace.
[Mrs Mulder arrives at a house, she walks towards it, gets in]
[she goes through the house, to the back yard, there's a view of the sea]
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: It struck me as I was sitting here.
MRS. MULDER: What?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Everything changes but the sea.
MRS. MULDER: What do you want from me?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I thought we might at least allow ourselves to reminisce.
MRS. MULDER: I have nothing to say to you.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Really? We used to have so much to say to each other, so many good times at the Mulder's summer place [smiling]. Your kids.. young and energetic. I remember water-skiing down there with Bill. He was a good water-skier your husband, not as good as I was but then that could be said about so many things...[Mrs. Mulder looks angry] couldn't it?
MRS. MULDER: I've repressed it all.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Well, I find that hard to believe, particularly since I came here today to ask you to remember something. Something I'm gonna have to ask you to try very hard to recollect.
[they're arguing but we can't hear them]
[someone is taking pictures of them from not too far away]
DETECTIVE: He gave a name as Jeremiah Smith, of Suitland, Virginia, he gave a PO box that turned out to be phony, he had no driver's license.
MULDER: All the cars in the parking lot have been accounted for?
DETECTIVE: Which means he must have walked from somewhere nearby. We've got a canvass out.
SCULLY: And you talked to him personally?
DETECTIVE: Yeah, damnedest thing, and I swear this is how it happened, I looked down to my notebook to write something, I look up, the guy's not standing there anymore. It's like he just disappeared.
[Mulder see news camera crews packing and leaving in a van] [Mulder's phone rings]
WOMAN'S VOICE: Agent Mulder, this is Assistant Director Skinner's office, would you hold for a moment?
SKINNER: Agent Mulder, we've just received a call here that might cause you some alarm.
MULDER: What is it?
SKINNER: Your mother has been admitted in a hospital in serious condition, a small coastal town on Rhode Island called.. Quono..
MULDER: Quonochautaug? I'm on my way.
[Mulder discovers his mom in a bed with tubes in her mouth]
[he gets close, puts a hand on her forehead]
SCULLY: The nurse said she had a stroke. They don't know yet the nature of severity, but the doctor's on his way down.
MULDER: She's cold. [pulls a blanket and puts it over her]
SCULLY: Mulder I don't wanna jump to conclusions. I don't want you to think the worst, people recover from those situations all the time.
NURSE: She hasn't been able to speak, she's been in and out of consciousness.
MULDER: How did she get here?
NURSE: A 911 came in, the paramedics from Shelter Harbor found her on the floor of the house. [leaves]
MULDER: Mom. [she wakes up] Hi. It's ok, everything's gonna be ok. [she makes a gesture like she wants to write] What what is it? What do you want?
SCULLY: I think she wants something to write on. [Scully hands her note pad and a pen] [she writes PALM]
[Mulder's mom is loaded up in an ambulance that leaves the hospital]
SCULLY: She's had what's called a subarachnoid hemorrhage, but they're very hopeful because the circulation was restored so quickly. She's gonna be under constant supervision at the Best Care up in Providence. It could be a lot worse.
SCULLY: Are you ok?
MULDER: Yeah. I'm.. I just can't help thinking there's a correlation.
MULDER: A connection to the shooting at the fast food restaurant.
SCULLY: I'm sorry, I.. I don't understand.
MULDER: My mother wrote the word palm, that's what the man who healed the victim, that's what he used, the palm of his hand. [Scully gives a look]You..you think it's a leap?
SCULLY: Mulder, there's no deep mystery here. Your mother is at the.. the right age for something like this to happen.
MULDER: Why the word palm?
SCULLY: Well there could be several reasons huh..but to be honest, I don't think it means anything, her brain and her thought processes have been.. have been radically changed by what's happened. It could have very well affected her center of speech, her language.
MULDER: But you can't explain it exactly, nor can it be explained how the wounded were miraculously healed or how the man who healed them just vanished into the air, can it?
SCULLY: I'm sure it can, and will be Mulder, I'm gonna drive you to the nearest motel, it's been a very long day.
MULDER: I'm gonna go back to D.C..
SCULLY: To do what?
MULDER: I wanna find out who this miracle man is.
MULDER: This is everything shot by the 1st news crews at the scene. [slips a tape into a VCR] Outtakes and unedited footage.
SCULLY: Did they get anything on the man on question?
MULDER: Yes it's supposed to be about 8:22 [shot at the VCR counter, fast forwarding] [Mulder hit the PLAY button] [video footage playing] There, that must be him. [Smith, questioned by the Detective] [a person passes in front of the camera, and Smith isn't there anymore after, instead of him, another guy wearing the same suit, the Detective looks up and realizes Smith isn't there anymore]
SCULLY: Whoa what happened there?
MULDER: Hey he's gone.Where did he go? [hits the REV button and plays it again] You see that?
MULDER: Looks like he's gone but there's..somebody else in his place, wearing the same clothes.
SCULLY: Could that be another detective?
MULDER: Why don't you find out ? [hands the remote control to Scully]
SCULLY: Where are you going?
MULDER: If I told you, you'd never let me go.
SCULLY: Mulder you haven't slept in almost 24 hours.
MULDER: Call me if you find anything . [leaves the room]
[large room with a lot of desks and people working on computers]
[a lot of Men In Black pour in the room, looking for someone]
[among the MIB's is the Cigarette Smoking Man]
[Smith is there and notices all the men, he stands up and tries to leave by the back exit]
[he opens the door and is arrested by other MIB's there]
[the MIBs and the Cigarette-Smoking Man all leave]
[Smith is brought in, restrained, in an orange outfit] [he's locked in cell B18]
[Mulder gets in the house and notices the back door is open, he goes
[there's a man behind him] [it's X]
X: He was here with her.
X: With your mother, the Cancer Man.
MULDER: What are you talking about?
X: Maybe I can bring you up to speed Agent Mulder [hands him the pictures]
MULDER: Did you take this?
X: They had quite an argument, as you might gather from the snapshots. You seemed surprised. I'm sure you were aware they knew each other or what brought them here together?
MULDER: I don't know. Did he hurt her?
X: No, no she collapsed after he left. I dare say if I hadn't been there to make the call, she might not have survived.
MULDER: What did they argue about?
X: I don't know, I was forced to keep a discreet distance.
MULDER: You must have some idea or else you wouldn't have followed them here.
X: He wants something from her, something she may have kept in this house unless you know another reason they would have chosen to meet here.
MULDER: On the day my parents divorced, my mother vowed never to set foot in the summer house again, I know my mother, she kept her word.
X: It could be something very old, certainly, something very important.
MULDER: I have no idea what that could be.
X: No idea at all?
[Mulder leaves, close-up in X' face]
[Smith is walking in] [Scully recognizes him]
SCULLY: Sir? Excuse me but..
SCULLY: Are you Jeremiah Smith?
SMITH: Yes, I'm afraid there's been some mistake, I saw my photo on the news saying I fled a scene of a crime, I'm here to turn myself in.
SCULLY: Huh, would you come with me sir.
SMITH: From the moment I stepped from the crowd and asked the man to put down his gun, it seemed like .. a dream, as if I was out of my body.
SCULLY: There were reports, somewhat fantastic reports about what happened next.
SMITH: I know, I saw the news reports. [a man is taking notes] I'll have to say that I don't remember any of it, nothing.
DETECTIVE: You gave me a wrong address sir, then you left the crime scene during the interview
SMITH: I don't remember that, I'm sorry.
SKINNER: What *do* you remember, Mr Smith?
SMITH: I remember showing up for work at the next day, being at my desk. [another man is taking notes] That's my 1st recollection.
SKINNER: At the Social Security Administration?
SMITH [nods]: I'm not sure.. what I've done wrong.
SCULLY: You haven't done anything wrong, sir
SMITH: May I go?
[Scully looks at Skinner]
SKINNER: Yes, but until this matter is resolved completely, I'll ask you to notify us if you'll be outta town for any reasons
[Smith nods, smiles, and leaves]
SKINNER: Agent Scully?
[Man gets in the house, it's Mulder with a tiny flashlight, he turns on the lights, and begins to look everywhere, cupboards, closets, drawers.. finds nothing, it takes a good 2 minutes]
[exhausted, he sits on a couch.. takes a note from his pocket, with The word palm his mother wrote. He then takes a pen and writes: LAMP]
[Mulder takes a lamp and smashes it against the wall.. nothing]
[he does the same with another one, and finds a strange device.. pushes the button and a pick comes out and startles Mulder, it's the same weapon of the alien bounty hunter also known as the alien hitman from the episode Colony]
[the Cigarette-Smoking Man opens a tiny window and looks though it]
[it's the prison, and the door of cell B18 opens]
[the Cigarette-Smoking Man enters, takes off the head restraint of Smith, takes a chair, lights a cigarette, takes a puff and sits]
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: This becomes a responsibility. The thing I am now called upon to put right and put down. Certainly you expected nothing less.
SMITH: I'm not ashamed of my actions.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Ashamed? You're not allowed the luxury of human weakness in penitence. You're not allowed to put your indulgences ahead of the greater purpose.
SMITH: I no longer believe in the greater purpose.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Then your fate is just.
SMITH: My justice is not for you to mete out. You may have reasons, you have no right, you have no means.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You presume to dictate duty to *me*? Have you any idea what the cost of your action is? What their affect might be? Who are you to give them hope?
SMITH: What do you give them?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: We give them happiness, and they give us authority.
SMITH: The authority to take away their freedom in the guise of democracy.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Men can never be free, because they're weak, corrupt, worthless and restless. The people believe in authority, they've grown tired of waiting for miracle or mystery. Science is their religion, no greater explanation exists for them. They must never believe any differently if the project is to go forward.
SMITH: At what cost to them?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: The question is irrelevant, and the outcome inevitable, the date is set.
SMITH [morphs into Deep Throat and it freaks the Cigarette-Smoking Man out]: At what cost to them for your own selfish benefit? How many must die at your hand to preserve your stake in the project?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN [stands up and pounds on the door]: I'm not impressed by your miracles or moved by your trickery. Your justice will be meted out.
SMITH: By whom this time, and by what tool?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: By those who possess the tool of your destruction.
Mulder storms in Skinner's office
MULDER [to the secretary who stands up]: Hold his calls. [to Skinner] I want his name, I wanna know everything about him.
SKINNER: Excuse me?
MULDER: I want the smoking man smoked out, I want him exposed as the murdering son of a bitch that he is.
SKINNER [stands up]: What's your problem Mulder?
SCULLY: Where have you been?
MULDER: To our summer house, he was there with my mother. [shows them the pictures] He's the reason for what happened to her.
SKINNER: Where did you get these?
MULDER: It *doesn't* matter where I got those, the only thing that matters is that *that* man is called to answer, now I want his name!
SKINNER: I don't know his name.
MULDER: You know how to get it.
SKINNER: These men don't have names.
MULDER: Well then you tell me how to find him.
SKINNER: Agent Mulder, there was a time when I might have been able to tell you, but that time is passed.
MULDER: He knows about the man who disappeared from the restaurant shooting.
SCULLY: What are you talking about?
MULDER: He's trying to kill him.
SCULLY: Mulder he just came in yesterday, he just turned himself in.
SCULLY: He.. he gave a statement.
MULDER: Where is he now?
SCULLY: He works for the social security administration.
[Mulder leaves, followed by Scully]
[Mulder is pointed out to Smith by
one of the people working]
[Mulder and Scully walks to him]
MULDER: Mr Smith?
MULDER: I'm with the FBI. I'd like you to come with me
SMITH: For what? I told you everything I know. I thought they said you'd call if there was anything.
MULDER: I'm sure you don't want to cause a scene at work, sir.
SMITH: No of course not [stands and they walk out] I'll come along.
[walking out of an elevator] [there are lots of people]
SMITH: Where are you taking me? Can you tell me where you're taking me?
MULDER: We'll have plenty of time to talk sir.
[Smith rushes and falls down with other people ahead]
[when Mulder thinks he grabbed him, it's a beard man, the man next isn't Smith either]
MULDER: You see him?
SCULLY: No I lost him.
[outside, close up on the beard man]
[The Cigarette-Smoking man walks in, holding a cigarette]
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: It's only a matter of time now.
SMITH: You put me in a cage, within a cage, why are you so afraid of me?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I'm not.
SMITH: Yes you are, you *live* in your fear, that's your whole life.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You don't know anything about me.
SMITH: I know everything about you. You think the miracles I perform.. are the extent of my power.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You think you're god. You're a drone, a cataloger, chattel!
SMITH: What you're afraid of is.. *they'll* believe I'm God.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: It doesn't matter, most of them have ceased to believe in God.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Because God presents them with no miracles to earn their faith.
SMITH: You think when men ceases to believe in miracles, he rejects God?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Of course.
SMITH: You rule over them in God's name.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: They don't believe in him but they still fear him. They're afraid not to because they're afraid of freedom.
SMITH: And you give them happiness.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: We appease their conscience, anyone who can appease a man's conscience can take his freedom away from him. [looks down as he steps on one of his cigarette, he looks up]
SMITH [who has taken the form of Bill Mulder]: And if you can't appease their conscience, you kill 'em but you can't kill em all. You can't kill their love, which is what makes them who they are, makes them better than us, better than you.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You talk, I'm not one of you.
SMITH: No. All you want is to be part of it, is to be one of the commandants, when the process begins. [morphs back to himself] But you are wrong.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Oh, am I?
SMITH: Yes, you are dying of lung cancer.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: It's a lie.
SMITH: You think it's a lie?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: You wanna save your life.
SMITH: And you?
[the beard man is just outside the prison now, morphs into the alien
[camera rolls down to his hand, he's got his weapon]
[he's in the prison facility now, a guard lets him in, and walks him to cell B18... the hitman makes a face, the cell is empty]
[Mrs Mulder is lying on a bed]
DOCTOR: We have been helpful but there was susbstancial blood loss during the stroke event, which has put a lot of pressure on the brain.
MULDER: Will she regain consciousness?
DOCTOR: I know it's hard, but she may not. I can be paged if you need me. [leaving]
MULDER: Thank you.
[Mulder shuts the door]
[he sits at his mother's bed side, and starts to cry. He takes her hand and puts it on his face.. he's crying and put his head on the bed]
Mulder gets out of the room and closes the door: 128]
[Mulder sees the Cigarette-Smoking Man, and runs over him, shoves him against the wall, stick his gun on his face]
MULDER: You wanna smoke that, or do you wanna smoke on this?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Are you giving me a choice?
[Mulder takes the cigarette and throws it]
MULDER: I should shoot you right here, but they probably would be able to save you.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: Do it, do it Agent Mulder.
MULDER: Or maybe shoot a bullet through your brain so you'd be bedridden on a bed for the rest of your life.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: How is she?
MULDER: What do you care?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I've known your mother since before you were born, Fox.
MULDER: I don't care.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I've gone to see her recently.
MULDER: And I know what you are looking for.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I wasn't looking for anything. It's what she was looking for actually. She contacted me.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: I had information, possibly..on the whereabouts of your sister.
[nurse comes in the hallway, forces Mulder to release Cancer Man and to put his gun down]
MULDER: Where is she? Where is she?
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: It seems the..the man who has the information has disappeared.
MULDER: I have what you want.
CIGARETTE-SMOKING MAN: There's nothing I want Agent Mulder, except to
see how your mother's doing.
[goes to a nurse in the background, we hear "how's Mrs Mulder"]
[Scully is wearing glasses, at the computer]
[she finds several "Smith, Jeremiah" in the social security services database]
Close up on their file number:
Smith, Jeremiah #420-1110 Kendle Seattle, WA 98101
Smith, Jeremiah 42 Portside Lane Cupertino, CA 95041
Smith, Jeremiah 3152 Angus Cres Chicago, IL 60607
Smith, Jeremiah #77-1012 Beckwith Miami, FL 33101
Smith, Jeremiah 3813 Baybridge Ave New York, NY 10001
[they all look the same, like in Colony with the Gregors]
[she grabs her phone and calls Mulder]
Close up on mulder's phone: no service, it's off-line]
[Mulder is sitting in his car in a parking lot]
[sees something and gets out]
[as he's walking]
X [from behind, as usual]: Do you have it? Do you have it?
X: Give it to me.
MULDER: I can't do that.
X: It's of no value to you.
MULDER: And to you?
X: When the time comes, when the truth is finally determined, its value will soar.
X: I think you know why Agent Mulder.
MULDER: It's a weapon, isn't it? Used to pierce the back of a neck. It's the only way we can kill them.
X: A simple gunshot won't do.
MULDER: Why do you want it ?
X: They will kill you for it Agent Mulder, that's a fact. They'll stop at nothing for it, nothing. If they have to martyr you at risk of turning your work into a crusade.
MULDER: Let me get clear on something here, what we're talking about is colonization. The date is set, isn't it?
X: Give me the weapon Agent Mulder.
MULDER: No. [walks away]
X punches mulder and they get into a fist fight, pretty nasty, Mulder bleeds, they finally both reach for their guns and are holding each other at gun point]
MULDER: You shoot me and you'll never find it.
X: I oughtta shoot you anyway after everything I've given you.
MULDER: I'm walking, away.
X: You're a dead man Agent Mulder. One way, or the other.
[she switches on a lamp and begins to dial a number] [knock on door]
SCULLY: Who is it?
SMITH: Jeremiah Smith. Please let me in.
SCULLY [she reaches for her gun, and slowly approaches the door, it's him alright] I want you to put your hands up where I can see them. [he does it] Ok, I want you to keep your hands up, I'm gonna unlock the door. I want you to count to 5, come in, close the door and lock it behind you. [she unlocks delicately and gets back, away from the door]
[Smith enters, the lights are off]
SCULLY: Keep your hands up please.
SMITH: I have important information for you, something your partner has been seeking. It concerns an elaborate plan, a project, and his sister.
SCULLY: Why didn't you tell me before?
SMITH: I've never spoken to you before, the man you spoke to was an impostor, he was sent here to kill me.
SCULLY: Who are you?
SMITH: I'll explain everything.
[phone rings, she answers]
MULDER: Scully it's me.
SCULLY: Mulder where are you?
MULDER: I've been up with my mother, listen to me.
SCULLY: Mulder listen to me, there's somebody here, somebody you need to talk to.
SCULLY: Jeremiah Smith.
MULDER: Alright Scully, you gotta get out of your apartment, they're gonna be looking for him, I want you to meet me.
MULDER: Off the I-95, uh Bond Mill Road.
MULDER: Scully! Scully move away from him, come stand behind me.
SMITH: I've come to you at great risk, I mean you no harm. [Mulder holds the alien weapon] I have a long and complicated story to tell you.
SCULLY: Mulder, he knows about your sister.
MULDER: How do I know you're for real?
SMITH: I was at that restaurant, I healed those people.
SCULLY: But how?
SMITH: I can explain everything to you.
MULDER: First I want you to come somewhere with me. I want you to come with me to see my mother.
[another car arrives, it's the alien hitman] [he's approaching]
SMITH: He's here to kill me.
[Close up on Mulder]
[Fade to black]
[TO BE CONTINUED ...]